I see your beauty,
Alive in the moonlight.
I want to cry out--
I want to scream.
Anything,
To get you to notice me--
But you won’t,
And you never will…
For I am a plague to you--
A disease.
You don’t want me,
But you cannot get rid of me.
You just want to be rid of me--
As I am rid of you--
Rid of your love.
Free of your attention--
And trapped within my own desires.
I just want you to notice me.
I just want you to care.
I just want you to look at me--
To realize,
i don't know if they do but the rest of us certainly do! this has a nice rhythm to it. the "free of your attention" line almost seems like she's okay, but then, it's sad again .. "to realize I am there". biting for all of us who have been there.
To want something that you can not have, it kills on the inside, but come out as great inspiration. Great write you have here, it shows true feeling about the subject at hand. Well done!
It can be agonizing to scream in your head for someone, just to watch it silently escape to no one's ears but your own. I've been there, oh yes, most all of us have I think. Good write.
Yes indeed this piece does have a nice rhythm to it. I also like your style, your punctuations and such. This poem reminds me of Creep by Radiohead in a way. Good job with this piece, hope to read more from you in the future.
It's hard when someone we have deep feelings for barely pays you any attention and you just want to have a chance to show them who you are... penned with determination to be seen and recognized... very strong and poetic work.
Just a lover of words--
A poet of sorts...
A soul, who knows what it's like--
To lose.
I'll be nineteen soon, and I've been doing recreational writing for about eight years now, though I was discoura.. more..